Sunday, 12 June 2011

The weekest link

BWA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!

I considered various forms of words in capitals before settling on that. Screams of rage and intense crying were also in my head, but I settled on manic laughter lifted verbatim from 1980s Justice League comics instead. I don't know if it fits, but if you've read this far, it evidently caught your attention.

This week has been manic. I went into London every. single. day. Yes, I know I live there, but it's still something that takes effort - walking to the train station and then navigating the Underground, dodging the obligatory drunk passengers, obnoxious executives, grumpy London teenagers and the occasional Chimaera. It also costs £5.30 (£8 if you don't have the 16-25 Railcard. I'm 26, so of course I've got one) - £5.30 I don't actually have. But that's all largely immaterial anyway. The point is, I usually go into London maybe a couple of times a week, depending on what I'm doing. This week went something along the lines of:

Nevertheless, it's all quite exciting. Especially the late night flirting, which has had the unexpected side effect of keeping me satiated enough to not even think about watching soft porn this week.

Yes, really! No, really really!

The result of this is that I didn't quite wake up this morning. I mean, I got up and moved around a bit, but I wasn't quite sure of who, where, or what I was. I just... was. And now I'm in a state of semi-catatonia. It's not unpleasant, exactly, but it's inconvenient. And, of course, there's the money issue to deal with. But this has been at the very least interesting, so I'm pushing for the same sort of week starting tomorrow. Interesting and active. Although if the money went into my account, rather than out of, that would be appreciated.